Chapter 780 747: The Bizarre Cemetery

Yang Jian, Sun Rui, and Li Yang took a taxi and went around Dahai City, finally stopping at a place slightly off from the downtown area.

This was a graveyard with a long history in Dahai City, its earliest dates could be traced back to the Republic of China period. It had been renovated and rebuilt several times before it took on its current appearance.

However, in Dahai City where land is worth its weight in gold, the location of this graveyard was not considered remote. The cost of interring someone here wouldn’t be cheap, to say the least a few hundred thousand, or even starting at a million.

“This should be the place,”

Sun Rui stepped out of the taxi, leaning on his cane, he looked up at the large archway at the entrance which bore the words Fushou Garden.

Looking inside, the graveyard wasn’t as ominously crowded with tombstones as one might imagine. Instead, the paths were clean and tidy, flowers and grass everywhere, with excellent greenery. Anyone who didn’t know better might think they’d arrived at the entrance to a park.

“Team Leader Yang, what do you make of this? The post office told us to deliver mail, but how did they know this external address? You should know, this place wasn’t called Fushou Garden in the past, it was just an unnamed burial ground,” Sun Rui said, starting to feel puzzled.

“Can matters involving the supernatural be clearly explained in a few words?” Yang Jian also got out of the car, casting a casual glance around.

He didn’t sense anything peculiar, and furthermore, during the day, there were some people and vehicles coming and going in the graveyard, obviously ordinary people coming to pay respect to the tombs, or mourning for someone recently buried here.

“It’s strange,” murmured Li Yang, frowning.

Yang Jian said, “It’s indeed strange. In theory, if ordinary people are coming and going, supernatural events should not occur here. Furthermore, this place is under the jurisdiction of the supernatural forum. As members of the forum, if anything unusual is discovered here, they would definitely investigate and resolve it.”

“There’s nothing odd, yet the post office has us deliver this red letter. This is contentious,”

Sun Rui then said, “So Team Leader Yang, do you think there’s something strange about the letter?”

“It’s just a suspicion for now, not confirmed. Let’s deliver this letter first, and the answer will become clear soon enough,” Yang Jian’s gaze flickered slightly, “After all, we must verify the role of the messenger. At the same time, the purpose of the Ghost Post Office’s existence also needs to be explored, because these issues will be tied to some very special existences.”

“Let’s move and find tomb number 78 inside.”

After a brief survey, they prepared to get going.

However, just as Yang Jian took his first step forward, a loud noise came from the taxi behind them—the sound of glass being shattered.

“Who the hell did that, who threw the golf ball?”

The taxi driver, preparing to drive away, suddenly started cursing loudly.

The three men turned around to look.

They saw the taxi’s front windshield was full of cracks, with a white golf ball that had come from nowhere landed on it, creating a hole and embedding itself into the glass.

But all around was the road, open spaces, and no tall buildings or golf courses nearby. It was simply impossible for someone to be playing golf around here, and there was nothing suspicious flying overhead either.

“This golf ball came out of nowhere,” Yang Jian observed his surroundings with a concerned expression.

Given the environment, such an event seemed impossible.

However, this white golf ball was very new, indicating that it was just used, making it clear that someone deliberately hit it over here.

If it was human-caused, then there was no need to be overly concerned.

Sun Rui and Li Yang also glanced at it before turning their attention away.

The graveyard’s management was strict. Yang Jian had not entered before he was stopped by a security guard around forty years old. He was asked to register his name, leave his phone number, and the like.

The obstacle didn’t stop Yang Jian. After transferring ten thousand yuan, the security guard became warm and friendly, allowing the three to enter and also kindly reminded them that the graveyard closed at 5:30 PM, so they had to leave early and were not to linger inside.

Sun Rui inquired about tomb number 78.

“I’m not too sure about that, but every tomb has a number. Those under a hundred should be in tomb area number one, which is over on the east side. There are also signs along the way. You can just follow the signs,” said the security guard.

“Okay, thanks a lot,” Sun Rui nodded in response.

Soon,

The three of them entered the graveyard and started towards tomb area number one, following the signs along the way.

“Team Leader Yang, is this too simple? If we just find tomb number 78 like this and deliver the letter, there’s no difficulty in the messenger’s task at all,” said Li Yang.

Sun Rui nodded in agreement, “According to what Wang Shan said earlier, the mortality rate of delivering mail is extremely high. An ordinary person involved would not likely survive to reach the second floor without some brains and luck. But up to now, the process of delivering the letter has been safe, something even an ordinary person could do with ease.”

“As for the conflict with the supernatural forum, that’s a different matter and shouldn’t be confused. However, having said that, if the danger of this mail delivery isn’t along the way, then the only source of danger must be from tomb number 78 itself.”

Yang Jian also agreed with this view, “That makes sense. The letter is one being sent to a dead person, so naturally, the danger also comes from the recipient, who, most likely, could be a ghost.”

“If I’m not wrong, the owner of tomb number 78 is probably a ghost, and definitely not just a simple corpse,”

“I’m thinking the same,” said Sun Rui.

In the time it took to converse, the three had arrived at tomb area number one.

Upon entering the area, Yang Jian quickly saw the tombstones, but no mounds of earth on the ground; the burial style was similar to that of foreign countries, not the traditional kind.

Each tombstone was accompanied by a tomb number.

Starting with number one, then two, three… all lined up in order.

Therefore, finding grave number 78 was easy.

“It should be over there,” Li Yang pointed in a general direction.

“Let’s go have a look,” Sun Rui limped over, but his walking pace was not slow. He moved quickly toward that direction with the support of his cane.

Yang Jian didn’t say a word, only becoming slightly more vigilant as he also made his way over.

There was no apparent danger here, as there were even several groups of people coming to pay respects in this garden, and the environment wasn’t spooky at all. There was just a patch of grass nearby, without even a single tall tree, and the gravestones were well arranged, facing south with good lighting.

However, as he walked through these modern cemeteries, Yang Jian suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at a gravestone he was passing by.

This gravestone was different from the others nearby.

The others had names and portraits, but this one was empty, with no photos or engravings—an unmarked tombstone.

This was illogical.

Since the gravestone had been erected, this indicated that someone was buried underneath, and it wouldn’t make sense to erect an empty monument for a burial plot.

Of course, it was also possible that the owner of the grave had specifically requested it to be done this way.

“Yang Dui, come and have a look, see what’s going on with this grave number 78,” Sun Rui called out. He had already reached grave number 78 in front and voiced his doubt.

Yang Jian shifted his gaze from the blank gravestone and quickly walked over: “What’s happened?”

When he arrived, he too was taken aback.

The place where grave number 78 should have been had been left as an open pit.

The pit wasn’t large, just big enough to fit a coffin, and there was fresh soil piled up beside it, clearly having been dug out not long before.

“Captain Yang, see the coffin is missing? How are we supposed to deliver the letter now?” Sun Rui said.

Yang Jian crouched down to look. Although the coffin was gone, the gravestone was still there.

On the tombstone was the portrait of an elderly woman, who wore a gentle, kind smile. He didn’t pay much attention to this but instead focused on the engraved dates on the stone—the birth and death dates.

“The date of death was the day before yesterday. The coffin didn’t go missing; it just hasn’t been buried yet,” Yang Jian said, his gaze changing slightly.

“What? The person hasn’t been buried yet?” Sun Rui exclaimed in surprise. “Let me look.”

He also crouched down for a closer examination.

Indeed, the person had died the day before yesterday, and grave number 78 was just recently established. At this time, the owner of the grave was likely still at the funeral home, not yet having been brought here for burial.

“We’re early,” Yang Jian said gravely.

“We got the red letter at six o’clock this morning, but we acted quickly, taking a private jet directly to Dahai City, and then came straight to this cemetery, locating grave number 78. We’ve outpaced almost everyone with our speed, so the person who died yesterday hasn’t been buried yet today,” he explained.

“So we’re heading to the funeral home in Dahai City to find the owner of grave number 78?” Li Yang asked.

Yang Jian shook his head, “No need. The person died the day before yesterday, and today should be the burial day. We just need to wait a bit longer. It is a bit too early now, the coffin will probably be brought into Fushou Garden this afternoon.”

“This is getting weirder and weirder,” Sun Rui mused.

Delivering a letter to a dead person was one thing.

But what was most terrifying was that the person had just recently died.

It had not even been three days.

“Indeed, very strange. An ordinary person’s death is just that—they are dead; supernatural occurrences generally don’t connect. But this letter is for someone who recently passed away, which is quite abnormal,” Yang Jian couldn’t make head or tail of it.

“Unless the deceased was a ghost controller, and there was the risk of a vengeful ghost reawakening after their death. But that’s even less likely because, if there were any issues, they would have arisen right after the death, not quietly wait until the funeral services are over.”

Sighing, Sun Rui said, “It’s a pity this isn’t Dahan City. There, with just a single sentence from me, I could’ve found out clearly about everyone’s death today. But this is the territory of the Ghost Post Office forum, and even the headquarters doesn’t have detailed reports on this area. It’s not easy to inquire about these trivial matters here—hard to find someone to ask.”

“After all, we are not locals,” Yang Jian suggested.

“Then let’s ask that security guard, offer some money, see if we can find out who will be buried in grave number 78 today. It might help us to investigate in advance.”

“I’ll take care of it,” Li Yang immediately volunteered.

“Good, we’ll stay here and watch, to prevent any anomalies,” Yang Jian said.

Li Yang nodded, and without another word, he walked back the way they had come.

There was no worry of encountering danger with such a short distance.

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